Author's Note: So sorry for not updating in so long. Not even gonna lie. I was being lazy. Although I had trouble logging in for three days . Just fixed it today. 7/17/14. But anyway, enjoy the chapter.
He didn't look up when he entered the room. He had no reason to. This was routine now. He figured he might as well enjoy it now since this might be the last day of his life.
Loki shuddered as Thanos ran a hand through his hair. "Please don't..." he whispered as he felt the hand glide down his face, pulling at his tunic. The plea was ignored as he knew it would be, the garment being pulled over his head. Loki resisted weakly as his pants were removed.
"Please..." he begged again as Thanos rolled him onto his stomach. He closed his eyes, tears springing to them as he felt something nudging at his anus.
He forced himself to relax, to enjoy it while he could. He bit his tongue to keep from crying out from the pain, trying not to show how much this hurt him. And then Thanos stopped to lean down close to his ear.
"I do not do this because I enjoy it, Loki. I do this because I must."
Thor stood in his brother's chambers, staring at the walls. It felt so empty without its usual green eyed inhabitant. The thunder god smiled sadly as he picked up a book from the book shelf. He flipped through it, the words scrawled across the pages foreign to him. He turned when he heard someone enter the room.
"Father..." Thor began. Odin held up his hand, shaking his head. He crossed to the other side of the room, approaching a sword Thor hadn't noticed before.
"I remember when I gave this to him. It was the only gift I ever gave him." he said sadly. Thor watched as the Allfather attempted to pick the weapon up. He staggered back as a shock raced up his arm. "Father!" Thor cried in alarm. Odin waved him away. "I am alright. The protection spell was just unexpected." he said. Thor nodded, stepping back.
"I never knew you gave him...that." he said. He had been about to say anything, but he didn't want to ruin the moment. Odin looked at him silently, knowing what he meant. He nodded.
"I know what you meant Thor. It is true that I have never done much to show that I love him these past few centuries, but I do." he said with tears in his eyes. His voice wavered, hoping that hs son would believe him. Thor looked on, suddenly seeing how exhausted, how weary his father was.
"Father...I know. I know that you have aways loved Loki. Even if he did think you favored me over him." he said. Odin stared at his son, the tears finally spilling down his cheeks. "I did." he whispered, breathing heavily as he placed a hand on the wall to support himself. "I still do." he gasped, slipping to the floor.
"Father!" Thor exclaimed in alarm, rushing forward. Odin looked up at him, eyes fogged. "Find him Thor. Tell him that I am sorry for what I have done. And tell him that I want him to forgive me."
"Father!" Thor cried as Odin closed his eyes. "Guards! Guards come quickly!" he yelled over his shoulder. Four men rushed into the room at the shouts. They looked down at their unconscious king. "What happened?" one asked as the other two examined him. The last left the room, presumably to got a healer.
"I do not know. I think he got over excited and fell into the Odinsleep...again. I-I have never seen it happen this close together before." he told them. The guard returned with the healer, and the robed woman knelt to look a Odin.
When she looked up, her brow was furrowed in worry. "Come. Quickly." she ordered as the men lifted Odin. Thor looked after them, knowing that if he lost his father to this, he would blame himself.
Loki stroked Lítt Bjǫrn's skin, staring out from the cave at the falling snow. He held he scrying glass in his hand, feeling the familiar uncomfortable warmth as it activated. He was greeted by Thor's face, lighting up at the sight of his brother. They had only talked using the scrying glass a few times to Thor's disappointment.
Loki hadn't bothered to change the color of his skin. If a rescue attempt was going to be made, he knew they would be too late if Thor was smart enough to realize why his skin was blue and where he was.
"Loki! It has been months since we have spoken. How are you?" he asked. Loki looked down at Lítt Bjǫrn. "I am fine Thor." he said quietly. Thor studied him, noticing the bruises that stood out on his now blue skin.
"You...do not look fine brother. I wish for you to come home. I worry for you." he said. Loki smiled sadly. "Soon Thor...if they send me back to Asgard when they are finished with me. Perhaps they won't. Maybe they shall bury me here." he continued.
Thor stared at him, not liking his dejected tone. "Loki...what do you mean 'send you back'?" he asked worriedly. Loki sighed, bringing Lítt Bjǫrn up to his chest. "This is Lítt Bjarn-dýr, but you can just call him Lítt Bjǫrn." he said. Thor nodded slowly.
"I want you to watch over him in my absence. I will send him to Hel, and then she can give him to you. She's never been good with pets. They've all died for some reason. Make sure you take him to the mountains. It's cooler there so he should be comfortable." Loki said.
Thor looked at their mother. "Loki?" she said, stepping forward. Her younger son looked up at the sound of her voice. "Mother, I had no idea you were...listening." he said. She nodded. "What are you planning to do Loki?" she asked softly. He shook his head.
"I must do what has to be done." he answered. Thor's eyes widened. "Father...he says he wishes for you to forgive him. For what he has done in the past he'd said. He showed me the sword he gave you. He never knew you kept it." Thor said quickly. Loki's words and demeanor unsettled him.
Loki smiled. "I did. It was his only gift to me." he said quietly. "Keep it safe for me Thor." his voice was barely above a whisper and Thor almost didn't hear him. Then the glass went black and Loki was gone.
Thor looked over at his mother. "They've done something to him. He spoke as if it ws the last time he would do so." he told her. "If only we knew where he was. We could send an army to take him." the god said. Frigga nodded. "He's on Jotunheim." she said. He stared at her. "How do you know that?" he demanded.
"His pet, Thor. It was a frost rabbit. Anywhere else and it would have died. And his skin was blue." she finished. "Of course. Why did I not see it sooner. But, his skin hadn't been blue the last few times we had talked. We must tell Heimdal!" he exclaimed. "I already sent someone to tell him." she said. He nodded in relief.
Loki stood, holding Lítt Bjǫrn to his chest. Then he concentrated, teleporting the frost rabbit to Helheim. He staggered back from the amount of magic he'd had to use. He had known that the Other had used methods to block his magic and using it now almost wiped him out completely. But he wasn't done yet. He still had one more thing to get. When he returned to the castle, the Other turned, expecting him to speak and he did.
"I'll do it. But you must give me the antidote first." he said. Thanos stared at him, his expression completely opposite from the Other, who was smiling widely. He frowned at the last part of Loki's sentence. Then he smiled again.
"How are you expecting to get it to your little...friend?" he asked. Loki glared at him. "That is none of your concern. Just give it to me." he hissed. The Other growled at his tone. "Who do you think you are speaking to Trickster?" he asked. Loki ground his teeth together and took a deep breath. "I apologize. The fact that I may not survive the rest of the day is quite...stressful." he said. The Other eyed him as he stood. "Wait here." he ordered, leaving the room.
He returned minutes later, carrying a vial of white liquid in his palm. He smiled at Loki's eagerness, holding it away from the god when he reached for it. "Patience, patience." he crooned. Loki nodded, returning his hands to his sides and straightening. When he was finally handed the precious concoction, he held it to his chest, fist closed tightly around it.
He closed his eyes and concentrated. In a flash of green, his hand was empty. The Other stared at him, hiding his surprise.
"Do what you must Other. My task is done and I am no longer needed except for what your cruel visions have for me." The Other nodded. "Good that you think that. Tell me something Loki. Do you fear death?" Loki gave a and shook his head. "Well you are correct to say so. There are much worse things. Much worse. One of which you are about to endure."
Hel stared at the trembling creature sitting at her feet. She looked over at Thor. "What is...it doing here?" she asked. He didn't look at her as he wrapped the frost rabbit in a cloak before picking him up. Immediately, it hardened from frost.
"Loki sent him. So that I can take him back to Asgard and...care for him." DruFrigga had already told him that Loki most likely planning on returning. He had cried that night, not wanting it to be true.